"Right, I don't want to spoil the mood after the battle, but I believe there is one thing we need to quickly do," Markus suddenly said, breaking Layn free from the world of his thoughts.
"We need to decide the status and the future of this place, I know," Layn shook his head as he replied. Standing up, he threw one last look at the scribbles he did on the ground.
The monster's blood didn't make for good ink. Its dark intensity quickly faded away, making it hardly distinguishable from the earth itself. And even those slight stains quickly disappeared, sinking deeply into the ground.
"I guess we will need to invite both Al and Sitra to the talks," Layn said, raising his eyes at his old friend.
